We are often taught to act as though something awful may happen if we stop being unreal, rather than take that leap of faith.

We are often taught to act as though we are something awful if we dare to be real, rather than relax into the very centre of now.

We are often taught to act rather than be responsive, and be unable to know centred as safe.

Expectantly, we are trapped by an illusion.

We are often taught to respond as though our interference is necessary, rather than be so centred that choice becomes irrelevant.

We are often taught to respond as though our calibration is necessary, rather than to be so centred that who we are becomes irrelevant.

We are often taught to respond as though our celebration is unnecessary, rather than to be so centred that everything we do is in joy.

Expectantly, we lose ourselves to lust.

We are often taught to reach for our dream, rather than remember that whatever we think we want it’s in the centre of now.

We are often taught to teach how to reach our dreams, rather than remember that whatever we believe we need it’s perfect now.

We are often taught to eek out a living, rather than remember that whatever we do it’s perfect for now.

Expectantly, all we can do is centre.

Imagine having no autonomy, just people dictating everything around us.

Imagine having no astronomy, just people being real around us.

Imagine having no hysteria, just people being confident around us.

Imagine having no close up inspection of our motives, just acceptance that it’s love.

Imagine having no close up retrospection of our actions, just acceptance that it’s experience.

Imagine having no close up reflection, just acceptance of our part in life.

Imagine having no bias pulling us off centre, giving rise to a need for inspection of our motives.

Imagine having no bully prodding us into off-centredness, giving rise to a need for retrospection of our actions.

Imagine having no victim begging us to ask for more pain, giving rise to a need for reflection, shadow and shame.

Imagine having nowhere to escape and no requirement to do so.

Imagine having no reason to distort oneself and no commitment to do so.

Imagine having no rescue to complete and no one to rescue.

Wow! what a change of life plan that may be!!

Ooh! er!!

What’s to occur?

Will it matter once i have centred?

ooh! er!!

What’s to be?

Will it matter once i have given up the bug?

ooh! er!!

What’s to know?

Will it matter once i have stopped biting at my tail?

Don’t give up?

Do give up?

What’s the answer now?

Let oneself be all that one is

and nothing need ever be

anything but real

Let oneself be all that one is

and no one need ever know

who you are

Let oneself be all that one is

and one may never

succeed at being

un-centred

enough

to play

the fool

forever